@oftreascn ! gets some brotherly bonding ?
he could never see him as if he were a ( child ) --- even when he had been. erie had lost the ability to empathize at an age that had to have been before the first snow of the eastern wars. but that also meant that the child that his father had brought into this world after him, was not a child that erie had felt affection for. at least, not initially. i wasn’t until he became accustomed to the child following him and his friend prince roan around for years. that the man had slowly grown fond of the younger blonde. the idealistic child that didn’t understand malice and followed him around with bright eyes and a sense of adventure. two things, that would surely bring ruin to their territories if erie were to die before producing an heir. hence the fact that he was already married, marie was someone who viewed the world as he did, his strength, and ( for lack of a better word love ). and part of her appeal, was that she let him go off and do what he needed to do... which at the moment seemed as though it was ----
--- making sure that caed didn’t end up in some sort of ditch. a small laugh escaped the man as fondness took over his smile for a moment, watching his brother absolutely ( destroy ) his sparing partners in combat. “ if you disarm them that quickly, there’s going to be leftover weapons on the ground, do not forget to maintain positive control of the weapon brother. ” his stern correction doesn’t come out sounding nearly as annoyed as he was hoping for. the man pushes himself off of the ledge he’s been using as a seat and makes his way over to the teenager and servants in the royal castle. while his brother doesn’t often stay in the eastern territories anymore, erie has little issue with the boy growing up with the queen and her family. afterall, erie himself spent much time here as a boy, even if his own had been cut short so he could go learn under their father.
“ or do i need to go over that lesson again ? ” he asks, remembering a rather nasty cut he gave the younger brother the last they had sparred. a small pause, speaking of which --- “ where is roan, i thought you two were joined at the hip. ”
